Relief and Joy—Monday, June 4, 2018

Sunday day was blissfully restful.  Terry and I did NO real work.  Only the irrigation, fixing a light lunch, then taking a long, long nap in the afternoon

About two o’clock in the afternoon, we started hearing rumbling way over on the Uncompahgre Plateau…then a faint crack or two, the echoing  becoming louder

Then the wind picked up and the temperature dropped as the very noisy storm moved like a demon through the canyons, across the plateau and flung itself weightless and bodiless throughout the whole sky covering our mesa and for miles around.

The trees tops started swaying and the air turned fragrant with the smell of rain heading toward us in a fury.

It was lovely and wet, and ever so nice.  For a very short while.

By evening only a few clouds were left in the sky…the storm had moved on.  Dropping rain someplace else in the world.  Right here on the farm…we only received a quick sprinkle.  But it cleared the air, perked all of us (plants, animals, humans) up.  And left us feeling like we were able to begin anew.

From my world to your heart,

Linda